Memory Lane

Strolling down memory lane,

 

Where the colors are slowly fading;

 

Remembering all I can.

 

As if tomorrow my life will end;

 

 

 

Strolling down memory lane,

 

Is a test of time & mind?

 

No pictures because they're all damaged.

 

Irene ruined mine.

 

 

 

Strolling down memory lane,

 

Is not lacking too much color;

 

Just the simple fact,

 

Tryna remember is a bummer.

 

 

 

Strolling down memory lane,

 

Pressing through every storm;

 

Hanging onto God's every word.

 

I know I will not get harmed.

 

 

 

Memories I've created in my mind.

 

All of the pressing & good times I had;

 

Like a dream, a look in the mirror;

 

Reflection of the past.

 

 

 

My memories are forever a part of me.

 

They're apart of who I am,

 

A part of where I stand.

 

Ask me questions; I will tell no lies.

 

My past made me a man.

 

 

-Thank You